My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 0411 He explained what today’s lesson was going to be which I knew didn’t include me because their lessons consisted of shifting. Xander didn’t like it when I shifted.

Our morning training session started with typical workouts, such as running 5 laps, sit-ups, push-ups, and pull- ups. Stuff that I could do easily and in my sleep.

Then we got into the real combat training.

As usual, he went semi-easy on me during class. Though he wouldn't let me shift, I was able to get a few strikes in and even landed him on the ground.

Of course, I fell way more than he did.

_ Butin front of the class, it appeared to

be an equal match.

But during our private session after — class, it was a whole new game.

He made me run around the largest track outside for what felt like hours.

My lungs were on fire and my face was so hot I thought I was going to pass out. After about 100 laps, I felt my stomach beginning to betray me.

I'wasn’t going to be able to hold the little food I had eaten earlier down much longer. I hunched my body over and released the contents of my stomach all over the ground. Thank goddess we were outside.

Because of the shameful mess I made, he made me drop and give him 50 pushups. My arms felt like they were going to fall off.

The worst part was that he told me it was only a warmup.

We soon went back inside so we could practice real combat training and I lost track of how many times he slammed me on the ground. Everything ached so bad that I couldn’t get any punches in like I did earlier. I could hardly even move my body.

I was punched, kicked, smacked, body slammed, and ridiculed. By the time he was finished with me, I was a bruised mess.

Professor Xander left me on the ground to recover on my own. He went into the locker room to shower and I change. I could feel my wolf healing me already and I was thankful to her for that.

_ Lifted my head once I finally found

enough strength to move and I noticed that he left most of his stuff in the corner of the room, scattered across the ground. Enzo used to leave his things in the same spot and at one point I even snooped through his things.

I got to my feet and went over to the locker room where I could hear the light sounds of water. I took a deep breath; I had a little bit of time before he came out of here. I'd like to be gone before he returns.

I quickly went toward his things and knelt in front of them.

Okay, Professor Xander. It’s time to figure out what the hell you want.

There were a few different pieces of paper that were falling out of his bag _ along with a lunchbox, a water bottle,

and a notebook. I frowned at the notebook; it was most likely his lessons for each day, but it wouldn’t hurt to take a peek anyway.

I opened it, seeing his handwriting scrawled out in neat cursive.

I was right for the most part, it seemed to be lessons for each day. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

As I flipped through the notebook, I wasn’t sure what I was looking for.

Then, the word Volana appeared in neat cursive toward the back of the book and my heart fell deep into my stomach.

Weaken the Volana and weaken her odds.

What the hell did that mean? There was more writing underneath it

that I was about to read until I heard a low and threatening voice behind me.

“Can I help you with something?”